George Carlin: It was a special holiday on Disneyland. Tod the fox was working harder than ever before. All the disney characters were busy, too. Flik was waiting for his next journey. Near him stood a lion, but he didn't look friendly like Tod. The lion growled as he gazed at the happy passengers.
Scar: Stupid nonsense!
George Carlin: He grumbled.
Scar: I wouldn't have brought them if I'd known. I'd have had an injury or something.
Flik: I'm glad you didn't.
George Carlin: Smiled Flik.
Flik: You'd have spoiled their fun.
Scar: Bah. Enjoyment is all you disney characters live for. One day, Disneyland will be ripped up!
George Carlin: Flik felt shocked at such an idea.
Flik: We have a friend called Tod, and he's a fox, but he likes Disneyland. Sometimes he teases us about it, but he'd never want to see it ripped up.
George Carlin: Growled the lion.
Scar: I know Tod. He's too small in size to be of any use.
George Carlin: Flik took no notice.
Flik: That lion is silly.
George Carlin: He thought, as he steamed away. At the junction, Flik told Simba all about him.
Simba: I call him Scar!
George Carlin: Chuckled Simba, and then he puffed happily away. But that afternoon, when the two characters met again, Simba was no longer laughing.
Simba: Scar's friend has come.
George Carlin: He said.
Simba: He's rude, too! He's taking Scar's passengers home, and leaving Scar free to steal ours.
Flik: But he can't!
George Carlin: Objected Flik.
Simba: Scar says he can get them to Pride Rock before us.
George Carlin: Replied Flik.
Flik: It's much farther by road.
George Carlin: Continued Simba.
Simba: But Scar says he knows a shortcut!
George Carlin: That evening, the characters were preparing for the homeward rush.
Flik: Where are the passengers?
George Carlin: They wondered.
George Carlin: Shrilled Simba.
Simba: Look at Scar! He's a mean, lion deciever!
George Carlin: Scar was wearing a large sign, saying, 'Disneyland Lion'.
Scar: Yeah, boo, snubs!
George Carlin: He jeered, as he roared away.
Flik: Come on,
George Carlin: Puffed Flik to his puppies,
Flik: Let's see what he's up to!
George Carlin: Flik wanted to get back at Scar, but he wasn't sure how. Then, in the distance, Flik saw a red flag. That meant 'Danger'. The line here crosses a narrow road, and there was Scar, wedged firmly under the bridge.
Flik: So this was his shortcut!
George Carlin: Chucked Flik.
Passengers: He tricked us!
George Carlin: Shouted Scar's passengers.
Passengers: He said he was an Disneyland Lion, but he wouldn't accept our return tickets! He wanted us to think Disneyland was no good!
George Carlin: Flik's animator examined the bridge.
Flik's Animator: It's risky, but we must help the passengers.
Flik: Passengers are urgent.
George Carlin: Agreed Flik. Flik slowly and carefully set off across the bridge. Scar wailed as he felt the bridge quiver.
Scar: Ohhhhh, ohhhhhhhhhh! Stop!
George Carlin: He shouted.
Scar: It might fall on me!
Flik: That would serve you right for telling lies.
George Carlin: Said Flik, but the bridge didn't collapse. Flik made good time, and all the passengers caught their rides. The bridge is now mended, but not unfortunately, Scar and his ways. He never learned sense. He's a henhouse now, and his lies can do no harm. The hens never listen to them, anyway.